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BALAUSTION'S ADVENTURE.
Broke and began the over-brimming wail,Out of a common impulse, word by word.
"Whatever means the silence at the door?Why is Admetos' mansion stricken dumb?Not one friend near, to say if we should mournOur mistress dead, or still Alkestis liveAnd see the light here, Pelias' child—to me,To all, conspicuously the best of wivesThat ever was toward husband in this world!Hears anyone or wail beneath the roof,Or hands that strike each other, or the groanAnnouncing all is done and nought to dread?Still not a servant stationed at the gates!O Paian, that thou would'st dispart the waveO' the woe, be present! Yet, had woe o'erwhelmedThe housemates, they were hardly silent thus:It cannot be, the dead is forth and gone.
